We got back to the dressing table and adjusted her saree again.Her braid had become uneven. So I just pulled it down tightly, then took a scissor and ...ust cut off a couple of inches at the bottom to make it neatly even.“Sorry, running out of time,” I had to trim your hair.“It ok Varun, I’m going to get a haircut for reception anyway. I called the barber tomorrow evening.”I have to fuck her with long hair before she cuts it I thought to myself. The marriage was over and all the guys got drunk.. I don’t know how this party managed to get into full swing so quickly but here we were. We were barely 10 steps into the door before one of the leads stumbles up to the three of us.“Daniel! Kathy! Techie! How about…. a game of beer pong!?” he shouted, slurring his words as he went. He didn’t even know my name.“Sure man!” Daniel said back with a huge grin, looking towards me. “You up for a game?”“I’ve never played but I’m. "Now he lifts the bucket," she observed, "it seems like the next thing he will do is to pour piss all over himself, ha, ha!" "Would you be so kind as to pour the bucket over my face, Jenny?" he asked, but with a commanding tone that would have suited better for: "Do as I say, girl; remember, you are within my beat!" Jenny was surprised when she realised that what she had thought he would do was what he actually wanted. "He looks so handsome in that fine suit of his," she thought, "The finest. It was the last paper in my bag to be delivered. Just as I parked my bike outside the house, a car shot out of the drive with screeching tyres nearly knocking me over, and sped off down the close to the main road.My parents had very little money, and so the money from the news round was my main source of pocket money. Today being Saturday I had planned to go to the model shop with Terry my best friend and squander some of my hard earned cash on a model I had admired for a long time and had.